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When we move to the north side, 
Urbane you and increasingly urbane me,
Can we smoke inside?

In between the times when you get distracted
By a book on your desk like you did last night,
I don’t want to have to go outside,

When you get distracted and read from it your foreign poetry,
Words I don’t understand telling me you’ll give me $10 if I guess correctly
What animal it’s about
And I start singing to you in Spanish from the song about longing and being stuck,
Probablemente ya, probably by now you’ve forgotten about me, 

I’ll just want you to shut up
So I can write and smoke and breathe without distraction, all in one go.

When we move to the north side,
Can we smoke inside?
I don’t want to have to go outside,
So I can write and smoke and breathe without distraction, all in one go.  

So, my apartment was robbed last night. Only Anna’s cousin’s computer was taken. 

I’m going to make a tumblr solely devoted to one of the things I love seeing in movies and film: people typing on computers. 

Right off the bat, I’ve got:

Sex & The City
The Social Network
This One Sitcom on the WB a Few Years Ago
Bored to Death
The Good Wife

Notable snubs:
Gossip Girl because ew “Bing” ew “Bing”
Twilight because THIS IS NOT 1999.

GO TO BED IVY.  

In other news, XJ is having drinks with his ex-girlfriend and it’s making me insane because even though she’s prettier than me by about an enormous margin I have to be better than her, I have to. 

It’s probably wise to stop being his friend, even though he is MY BEST FRIEND, but I’m just hurting all of the time and sometimes I can’t even sleep at night because I’m so heart-sick about it.

But the truth of the matter is that I was already imagining a cool life being bff’s, because we have so much in common and sort of a same world-view and he makes me crack up and he makes me feel like a really good version of myself. 

>.<  I could ask someone’s advice about this, but I think that figuring this one out on my own might be a good part of growing up. 

In other news, hung out last night with German Urbanity without watching Bored to Death.  We watched Arrested Development & Community instead. He said he thinks he heard somebody while he was in my room, maybe, but I don’t know if this is true and I think it’s a moot point anyway. 

Ivy, stop blogging late at night and go the fuck to bed.